Both Lu and Tan were from official families and married into the Qian family of Huating. How could they not know about the Jinyiwei?

And for them, the Jinyiwei has unusual significance.

Although there is only one Jinshi at present, Tan Lun, who is now the prefect of Taizhou, the previous generation of Tan also had a Jinshi. During the Hongzhi period, he was later beaten by a Jinshi in the early years of Jiajing. Although he did not die on the spot, he was seriously injured and died after half a year. The Jinyiwei was the Jinyiwei, and the deceased was Qian Yuan’s mother, Tan’s father.

Qian Zheng wrote a letter to Xia Yan and was scolded by a stick. After Qian Zheng was exiled from the capital, the Jinyiwei was also the one who carried out the court. On that day, Lu was frightened and tears were gone at home.

For this sister-in-law, the Jinyiwei can stop the child from crying at night. Tan hugged Qian Yuan and only knew how to cry. Lu pressed the table with his hand and barely supported him to stand. Looking at the Jinyiwei waiting outside, his heart kept beating.

Qian Yuan was quite calm. The Jinyiwei was quite polite when he had a little test outside the Gongyuan before, and the word "escort" was not so bad.

In the past two years, the Jinyiwei has made three moves in the southeast, one is former Zhejiang Governor Peng An, one is former Zhejiang Governor Tu Dashan, one is former Zhejiang Governor Li Tianchong and former Zhejiang Governor Zhang Jing, and the fourth time Qian Yuan has been.

Three times before, only Peng An was dismissed from office and returned home. Tu Dashan is still in prison. Li Tianchong and Zhang Jing were abandoned. I don’t know what fate would be to welcome Qian Yuan…

"Mother, aunt, please pack my clothes for me and leave early tomorrow morning." Qian Yuan forced his mother to hold her on the chair with a smile. "It's hard to say whether Huizhou Prefecture is safe or not, but my uncle is likely to be promoted and transferred to the office. Let's go back to the Hangzhou Food Park."

After comforting for a while, Tan took his tears. Qian Yuan walked out of the hall and bowed, "Thank you Tian Qianhu."

It is a big favor to allow Qian Yuan to set off the next day. Of course, Tian Dehui mainly considers that the provincial examination has just ended. After every provincial examination these days, there will be news that the examinee will be seriously ill and die. There are even funny things that the five leaders have been vacant more than ten years ago.

"You are welcome." Tian Dehui glanced at the Qian family guards who were staring at them, "Young Master Qian... are all tigers and wolves."

"This is wrong." Qian Yuan put away his smile and pointed at Yang Wen and Zhang San. "They all followed Qian and went through battle formations. Each of them had at least ten Japanese pirates' lives and each of them had at least ten scars on their bodies. How could they be called tigers and wolves?"

"Yes, yes, they are all heroes." Tian Dehui touched his nose. After all, as a Jinyiwei Qianhu, he naturally knew the achievements of these guards.

Qian Yuan smiled again, "I will feel sorry for you to rest in the guest room tonight."

Tian Dehui tilted her head and looked at Qian Yuan for a while, then hesitated for a moment before waved to take her subordinates to the outer courtyard.

Qian Yuan, who was standing on the steps, remained silent. The guards under the steps gradually gathered over. The little black cat rushed out of the corner, meowing, and crawling up with his claws hooked Qian Yuan's trouser legs.

He bent down and hugged the little black cat into his arms. Qian Yuan straightened his waist and walked back and forth a few steps, thinking repeatedly in his mind that Emperor Jiajing summoned him... Needless to say, he must be asking about the inside story of the Japanese pirates.

I haven't met Hu Zongxian and Zhao Wenhua, so how to speak is a big problem.

Qian Yuan felt that he needed to make a plan, at least list the goals that were achieved first, second, and again.

Of course, saving one's own life is the most important thing. When a person dies, nothing will be left. This is the instinctive reaction of time travelers.

At some moments, Qian Yuan was not afraid of death. At least when facing the Japanese pirates, he was fearless, but he never wanted to be buried in the dirty, ugly political whirlpool.

Secondly, Hu Zongxian should be preserved. The power comparison in the southeast is closely related to the court. Xu Jie hopes to use the situation in the southeast to resist the Japanese invasion to influence the situation in the northeast, but Qian Yuan is very clear through history and his hope is very slim.

In other words, without the support of the strict party, no one can stand firm in the southeast, and Zhang Jing and Nie Bao are the clear evidence.

What's more, Hu Zongxian's ability has been confirmed by history, and if it were others... Qian Yuan did not want to take such risks.

However, there is no need to lie about Hu Zongxian.

Qian Yuan unconsciously stroked the little black cat, and repeatedly checked it in his mind, but he had no choice but to find that he really didn't have much to do.

Sighing, Qian Yuan's eyes fell on the guards under the steps.

"Old Wang, stay." Qian Yuan said in a deep voice: "My little family has entrusts you to guard the food garden."

Wang Yi nodded silently.

"How many people did Liu Hong take away?"

"Liu Hong took ten people away, there were five people in the food garden, and there were still forty-three people left in Nanjing." Yang Wen took a step forward, "All of them followed the young master to Beijing."

"Take thirty people away, and leave the rest to Lao Wang." Qian Yuan walked down the steps and patted Wang Yi on the shoulder heavily, "Liu Hong stared at him."

"Don't worry, Master."

"I don't worry about doing things." Qian Yuan slowly passed through the guards, patted each guard's shoulder one by one, and finally bowed: "I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster when I went to Beijing this time..."

"Live." Zhang San said loudly: "The young master gives clothes and food, monthly money, silver rewards, and pensions. He never scolds and abuses. He never retreats during war and escorts the young master to the capital. This is his duty."

Tian Dehui from the outer courtyard heard the thunderous response inside, and couldn't help but shake her head, and smiled at her opponent, saying, "It seems like a serious illness after the exam in the hometown, but the Qian family is in full spirit."

Qian Yuan is an exception among the exceptions, but although most people are tired, they are not as if they are seriously ill, but in Hangzhou, hundreds of miles away, there are indeed some serious ills or even dying.

In a courtyard not far from the Zhejiang Governor's Office, seven or eight scholars were pacing silently in the yard, and sighed from time to time.

An old man with gray hair quietly walked out of the room and carefully covered the door. Wang Yin, a fellow villager and aide, pulled him to the corner, asked a few words in a low voice, and everyone rushed up.

The old man shook his head, "The depression and nodules were found in the chest. He ran frequently within a few months, and was exhausted. He was also very sad and happy. He was exhausted. It would be fine if he had been ten days in advance, but now..."

"Wen Chang..." A middle-aged scholar stomped his feet and said to himself, tears flashing at the corners of his eyes. These are Zhu Dashou from Shanyin, Shaoxing, and he is a rare talented person. He is ranked among the tenth sons of Yuezhong, along with Xu Wei, Shen Lian and others, and will be the top scholar in the next year in history.

A young scholar next to him sighed and lowered his head. He was Chen Younian of Yuyao, who served as the Minister of Personnel in history.

The surroundings are scholars from Shaoxing, most of whom have just finished the Zhejiang provincial examination and have arrived after hearing that Xu Wei is seriously ill.

In fact, Xu Wei was a little unable to hold on after the first exam. After the third exam, he was carried out. He has been traveling thousands of miles in the past few months and exhausted his mind. He was in poor health. This provincial examination was the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

"It's really beyond help?"

The doctor stroked his long beard and thought for a while before saying, "It's a bite of blood that can still be saved..."

"Aggressive method?" Wang Yin tentatively looked at the people around him.

"Try it."

But Xu Wei was such a smart person. He soon discovered the truth. His fellow villagers came in one by one, accusing him of being introverted and difficult to get along with, accusing him of being a broom star, and accusing him of defecting to Yan Song for his reputation...

"I didn't expect to die here..." Xu Wei smiled miserably and thought of getting up. Chen Younian, who was beside him, hurriedly helped him lean against the head of the bed.

Qian Wei, who was also the ten sons of Yue, happened to be here. He was much older than Xu Wei and Zhu Dashou. He passed the Jinshi in the fifth year of Jiajing, but soon returned to his hometown to concentrate on studying Taoism and learning mind.

"Wen Chang, your biological mother is still there." Qian Qing said in a deep voice: "You let go, who do you let her rely on?"

Xu Wei's wooden eyes moved, his eyes slowly moved on everyone's body. After a while, he whispered: "Qian Yuan..."

Everyone looked at each other. Everyone was familiar with the name Qian Yuan, but none of them knew each other.

Wang Yin approached nearby, "Shancai?"

"Let him come..."
Chapter completed!